Strike Filmography

• Meus Prêmios Nick 2012 (2012)

Strike Filmography

• Five Thirteen (2012)
• Beef 4 (2007)
• I Wish I Had a House Like This (2007)
• 8 Mile (2002)
• PBS: Punk Broadcasting System (2001)

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Strike - Gainsbourg Serge
• Strike - Serge Gainsbourg
• Strike - Suicide Machines
• Strike - The Suicide Machines
• Strike - Primal Fear
• Strike - Oxymoron
• Strike - Atari Teenage Riot
• Strike - Peter Criss
• Strike - Gorky Park
• Strike - Apartment 26
• Strike - Nikki Flores
• Strike - APARTME
• Strike - Birthright

Des british aux niakouées jusqu'aux filles de Perse
J'ai tiré les plus belles filles de la terre
Hélas l'amour est délétère
Comme l'éther et les popers
De mon buncoeur j'ai abaissé la herse
Sarrasine je crains les invasions la der
Des ders dur dur affaire
Classée à la solitude aujourd'hui je m'exerce
Après avoir connu des fortunes diverses
Blondes brunettes red heads platines châtain clair
En moi-même je me dis qu'il serait peut-être préférable de faire
L'amour en allongeant quelques sesterces
De Jane au gin peut-être est-ce l'inverse
Je me suis pété la gueule au ginger
Ale sait qu'au bout du compte je m'en irai amer
Empoisonné tel le roi de Perse Artaxerxès

Strike, strike, strike, strike, strike, strike,
Strike, strike, strike, strike,
Des british aux niakouées jusqu'aux filles de Perse,
J'ai tiré les plus belles filles de la terre,
Helas l'amour est délétère, comme l'ether et les popers
Strike, strike, strike, strike, strike, strike,
Strike, strike, strike, strike,
De mon bunker j'ai abaissé la herse
Sarrasine je crains les invasions de la der des ders dur dur, affaire
classée,
La solitude aujourd'hui je m'exerce.
Strike, strike, strike, strike, strike, strike,
Strike, strike, strike, strike,
Après avoir connu des fortunes diverses,
Blondes brunettes, red heads, platines chatain clair,
En moi-même je me dis qu'il serait peut être
Preferable de faire l'amour en allongeant quelques sesterces.
Strike, strike, strike, strike, strike, strike,
Strike, strike, strike, strike,
De Jane ou Gin, peut être est ce l'inverse,
Je me suis pété la gueule au ginger
Ale sait qu'au bout du compte,
Je m'en irai amer empoisonné,
Tel le roi de Perse Artaxerces.
Strike, strike, strike, strike, strike, strike,

the division of society into two separate classes
there are those of us who work and we make up the masses
slaving for the corporations raking in the profit
someone's got to take a stand, someones got to stop it
organize discontent and strike against the system
that oppresses you and depreciates the value of our work
realize what is meant, cause you don't really need them
underestimate thepower of peole who have been hurt
unite and you will find that strength is truly found in numbers
and you possess the power ot destroy those that you work under
their machine won't operate unless it has an operator
we're unknowingly convicted to a life of hard labor
they don't care about you, your best interests aren't in mind
they're concerened with capital broadening class lines
broken by the bastards that regulate your wages
poverty is our crime and employment is our cage
its 1998 and the time has come to order
the rich are getting richer
while the poor are getting poorer
economic warfare, but the ones who did this
turn the table on survival of the fittest
we're gonna pull the red carpet out from under their feet
we're gonna pull the red carpet out from under their feet
we're gonna pull the red carpet out from under their feet
we're gonna pull the red carpet out from under their feet

the division of society into two separate classes
there are those of us who work and we make up the masses
slaving for the corporations raking in the profit
someone's got to take a stand, someones got to stop it
organize discontent and strike against the system
that oppresses you and depreciates the value of our work
realize what is meant, cause you don't really need them
underestimate thepower of peole who have been hurt
unite and you will find that strength is truly found in numbers
and you possess the power ot destroy those that you work under
their machine won't operate unless it has an operator
we're unknowingly convicted to a life of hard labor
they don't care about you, your best interests aren't in mind
they're concerened with capital broadening class lines
broken by the bastards that regulate your wages
poverty is our crime and employment is our cage
its 1998 and the time has come to order
the rich are getting richer
while the poor are getting poorer
economic warfare, but the ones who did this
turn the table on survival of the fittest
we're gonna pull the red carpet out from under their feet
we're gonna pull the red carpet out from under their feet
we're gonna pull the red carpet out from under their feet
we're gonna pull the red carpet out from under their feet
STRIKE!

I've seen the lightning
Can't wait for the thunder to roar
This is my battle
For honor and glory will soar
Afraid of my name
They shatter with pain
The army of horror
Is getting them all
Strike - and take no prisoners
Strike - holier than thou
Strike - without exception
Strike - holier than thou
With hate and anger
We're standing to counter revenge
There is no mercy
Consistently in every sense
Opponents beware
There's nothing to share
Afraid of my name
You'll shatter with pain
Strike - and take no prisoners
Strike - holier than thou
Strike - without exception
Strike - holier than thou
Invasion rolls
We're taking all over
With heart and soul
We'll stand our man
Strike - and take no prisoners
Strike - holier than thou
Strike - without exception

[Chorus:]
Get on strike!
When the bastards take you up at the station.
Questions hole into your head.
They wanna name you detailed information.
While they're treating you like shit.
When you got the boot at home, get dressed up.
Give 'em bollocks, crop your hair.
And when they try to rip you off in the classroom,

STRIKE!
(c'mon c'mon)
STRIKE!
(c'mon)
STRIKE!
(c'mon c'mon)
STRIKE!
(c'mon)
Carl Crack Verse:
Can you feel me? (hanin screams)
race thru your body?
can you feel me
race thru your body
acclerating the muscles (c'mon)
at times, especially when she's low
she's alternatively human
like my mind!
this is the sound that blows
Hanin Verse:
everything beyond is undercover
new technology crushes you illusion
so scream and forget what's really important!
what idea is thrown up
there's no way i'm not stopping up!
1, 2, 3 4!!
STRIKE!
(c'mon c'mon)
STRIKE!
(c'mon)
STRIKE!
(c'mon c'mon)
STRIKE!
(c'mon)
Strike!
(repeat)

Poison ivy ain't nothin'
By the time it gets to you
Been stung by forty bees
So the lotion just won't do
Hey big brother don't you have a mother
To wash the blood from your hands
You gotta say no way
I ain't gonna play that game
You've gotta strike
For a reason
You've gotta strike
For the right
You've gotta strike
For emotion
You've gotta strike
To be free
'Cause he's a CIA agent
And he's always on your tail
But if you know how to shake him
He won't be your living hell
Gotta see the money's real
They'll say they love you
Behind your back they'll steal
Hey big brother don't you have a mother
To wash the blood from your hands
You gotta say no way
I ain't gonna play that game
You've gotta strike
For a reason
You've gotta strike
For the right
You've gotta strike
For emotion
You've gotta strike
To be free
'Cause he's a CIA agent
And he's always on your tail
So be careful where you're walking
He'll be there

(Music:A.Belov / Lyrics:A.Belov)
(3:50)
(1st verse)
Got to excuse NET You shake it up DA
Can't step aside NET When hit is up DA
No one's away NET lt just began DA
Ain't gonna wait NET Move it come on DA
Can't loose your hit NET You loose your mind DA
Can't feel your feet NET Your body's grind DA
Got no control NET Your bosy's choose DA
But don't blow it up NET You've got the fuse DA
(B part)
Come on come on you stop my heart baby baby
Come on come on you strike so hard baby yeah
(Chorus)
STRIKE STRIKE THE WAY YOU LIKE
(2nd verse)
Can't get away NET Stuck to the beat DA
Can't get it stopped NET Slave to the rhythm DA
Can't get enough NET Hungry to move DA
You strike to my heart NET When you've got a groove DA
(B part:)
(Chorus:)
(C part)
Cool it down you sweet thing come on cool it down
Your body craves of a cooling rain you've got that flame
Break it out
No way you can fake it's gotta stay
Break it out
Need no fake need no feint gotta give more gain
Break it out
If you play the only way
When you need more you give more you get more
(Chorus:)

The situation is critical.
Evacuate, alarm, strapped down and still.
Flicked switched will detonate;
Causing me no harm till I'm cut to size.
I call to memory times I
Hold you down like that.
Does anyone believe it's me
That I'm trying to rescue?
There's something like a void I feel,
And I'm dying to tell you.
The situation is critical.
Evacuate, alarm, strapped down and still.
Flicked switched will detonate;
Causing me no harm till I'm cut to size.
I call to memory times I
Hold you open.
Does anyone believe it's me
That I'm trying to rescue?
There's something like a void I feel,
And I'm dying to tell you.
It's causing us no harm,
So hold me open, calm me down

rollin' in my ride i saw my brother's girl christina
she said that there gon' be a party down at christie's
later.
feelin' all laid out and so confused i told her we'd be there by two.
so i pulled up at the party just like everyone.es sgarapuch sguci-ha gama tailo.
when i saw him he was so damn fine i knew i had to make him mine. so its ia deal.
and my baby gives it real.he knows exactly how i feel.
yes, i'm in love.
he's a roughneck nigga' fight for independence.
aye, and he gets me such a-high.
i aint got nothin' here to hide.
yes, i'm in love .

The situation is critical.
Evacuate, alarm, strapped down and still.
Flicked switched will detonate;
Causing me no harm till I'm cut to size.
I call to memory times I
Hold you down like that.
Does anyone believe it's me
That I'm trying to rescue?
There's something like a void I feel,
And I'm dying to tell you.
The situation is critical.
Evacuate, alarm, strapped down and still.
Flicked switched will detonate;
Causing me no harm till I'm cut to size.
I call to memory times I
Hold you open.
Does anyone believe it's me
That I'm trying to rescue?
There's something like a void I feel,
And I'm dying to tell you.
It's causing us no harm,
So hold me open, calm me down
Like that.

This burden I bear, I can no longer hide
This anger tears me inside
A rage inflamed consumes my mind
I'll strike the match, set this world to fire.
I'll strike the match
Sickened at the sights that I see every day
In front of my eyes, the fill me with pain
It takes its toll, living that way
You've lost control and so we all pay
Kept quiet for so long in the past
Now it rises too strong and I can't
Hold it back